Louise slowed when she reached a clearing through the trees. Stefan was the first to enter the camp and he suspected that Klaus only allowed this because he hoped the sight of the battered, bruised and bloodied werewolf on his back would make an immediate impact. Of course, he was right. Within a matter of seconds, a dark haired woman had crossed the clearing, her eyes wide with panic as she bent down to examine the werewolf Stefan had promptly deposited on the ground. "Ray! Oh, my God. What's going on? Who are you?" Her eyes darted between Ray and Stefan, torn between seeing to her pack mate or assessing whether or not the man stood in front of her was a friend or foe. Just then, Klaus stepped forward with Louise in tow. "The important question is who am I." Klaus informed the woman. His gaze swept over the camp, undoubtedly counting the heads of every werewolf present and finding the number a sufficient and satisfactory start. "Please forgive the intrusion. My name is Klaus." Tangled Diaries 3.02 ‘The Hybrid’